Glee 2.0

2x7 Good son the house returns

Rachel— She removed the locks. "She said, glancing at Ella sitting on the passenger side.  Ella was looking out the window when she nodded.  - Are you really OK?  You know, I can order three more days of proof. - Ella sighed.  The truth is, she didn't want to stay home or talk about it anymore.  She said it all: she was harassed.

Ella - I want to go to school - Rachel nodded paying attention to the road. - I want to forget what happened and go back to my life. - They were silent. - You're right. - Rachel looked at her with a raised eyebrow.  I stop being the victim.  Things happened, bad things, but I got tired of whining and crying.  I'm Ella Parker.  - Rachel smiled even though she was worried about what those words meant.

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Quinn - I'm sorry - she asked when she ran into someone in the hall.  She looked at the person and laughed.  - Rachel.

Rachel - Jesus Quinn, when did you become the Hulk? - Rachel took Quinn's outstretched hand and stood up.

Quinn - Sorry, I was distracted and I didn't see you - Quinn made an expression that she was really feeling guilty.  Rachel gave a gentle smile that said "I'm fine". Silence and discomfort fell over them. Memories of the last conversation, of the night they spent together ... Rachel could hardly breathe because of the tension in the air.  feel guilty.

The last thing she remembered was Quinn saying it was that kiss that said it all, about Rachel having feelings for her.  She also clearly remembers Santana's questions.  "If you weren't drunk, would you still have sex with her?  Was good?  Would you repeat it? "  Only this time she had the answers.  Yes. Yes. Yes. And that was what worried Rachel.

Rachel - So, how's the book? - Rachel broke the silence, trying to prevent her thoughts from flying to her bisexual feelings.  She didn't want to think about it now.

Quinn - Great.  - Quinn smiled.  Being so close to Rachel was a pain, especially when she couldn't forget the diva.  Quinn tried.  She tried hard.  She went to Los Angeles and in those months slept with several women in the failed attempt to forget her.  Maybe it didn't work out because all the women were brown, brown-eyed and short.  Like Rachel.  Quinn laughed at the memory.  She felt like an idiot for that.

Rachel - Can I read?

Quinn— No, ma'am.  - Rachel pouted and Quinn sighed and turned to walk down the hall trying not to look at Rachel.

Rachel - But the book is about us - Rachel followed the blonde.  You can not imagine how much.  Quinn thought.

Quinn - None of you are going to read, why are you going to ask me to change some things or not talk about it.

Rachel - So are you going to expose our secrets? - Quinn stopped and turned to Rachel.

Quinn - What if I expose?

Rachel— It could cause problems. - Rachel took a step towards Quinn without even realizing it.

Quinn— What kind of problems?

Rachel - Confusion - Both knew that they were no longer talking about the book, but about what would happen if Rachel confessed her feelings.

Quinn— Freedom.

Rachel - Fear

Quinn— bravery— They came closer and closer.

Rachel - Suffering.

Quinn - Pleasure - their hearts accelerated and their breathing mixed, when their noses almost touched.  Quinn looked away from Rachel's mouth.  It was at that moment that the bell rang, the two moved away quickly.